Oh mother, I'm scared to die
Where, where do my good deeds lie?
Oh father, I'm scared to live
Takes more than I've got to give
Oh sister, my voice is weak
Oh brother, I long for sleep
Oh hunger, I know you well
My cruel friend is a funeral bell
And it rings in the day and it rings in the evening
Oh, I could pray but it won't stop you leaving
Shadow in black, you are grim from your reaping
Oh, can't you spare just a day for the weeping?
Oh lover, I know you're there
And I'd follow you anywhere
Oh, give me a hand to hold
So that I may face the cold
'Cause it rings in the day and it rings in the evening
Oh, I could pray but it won't stop you leaving
Shadow in black, you are grim from your reaping
Oh, can't you spare just a day for the weeping?
'Cause it rings in the day and it rings in the evening
Oh, I could pray but it won't stop you leaving
Shadow in black, you are grim from your reaping
Oh, can't you spare just a day for the weeping?
Oh, can't you spare just a day for the weeping?
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